

I’m going to keep posting it until it hopefully no longer applies.


I’m going to keep posting it until it hopefully no longer applies.


The works of the roots of the vines, of the trees, must be destroyed to keep up the price, and this is the saddest, bitterest thing of all. Carloads of oranges dumped on the ground. The people came for miles to take the fruit, but this could not be. How would they buy oranges at twenty cents a dozen if they could drive out and pick them up? And men with hoses squirt kerosene on the oranges, and they are angry at the crime, angry at the people who have come to take the fruit. A million people hungry, needing the fruit- and kerosene sprayed over the golden mountains. And the smell of rot fills the country. Burn coffee for fuel in the ships. Burn corn to keep warm, it makes a hot fire. Dump potatoes in the rivers and place guards along the banks to keep the hungry people from fishing them out. Slaughter the pigs and bury them, and let the putrescence drip down into the earth.
There is a crime here that goes beyond denunciation. There is a sorrow here that weeping cannot symbolize. There is a failure here that topples all our success. The fertile earth, the straight tree rows, the sturdy trunks, and the ripe fruit. And children dying of pellagra must die because a profit cannot be taken from an orange. And coroners must fill in the certificate- died of malnutrition- because the food must rot, must be forced to rot. The people come with nets to fish for potatoes in the river, and the guards hold them back; they come in rattling cars to get the dumped oranges, but the kerosene is sprayed. And they stand still and watch the potatoes float by, listen to the screaming pigs being killed in a ditch and covered with quick-lime, watch the mountains of oranges slop down to a putrefying ooze; and in the eyes of the people there is the failure; and in the eyes of the hungry there is a growing wrath. In the souls of the people the grapes of wrath are filling and growing heavy, growing heavy for the vintage.

“have we tried concentrating and privatizing wealth more? That could be the solution.”


“Watered down” doesn’t really do justice to the outright profiteering, grifting, theft and fraud taking place in just the oval office alone.


That profit? That’s ours now.


It’s not crazy; they’re providing way too much care, gotta pare that back. Why wouldn’t someone want to talk to an unaccountable AI bot after all with some disclaimer that the info may not be correct?
Imagine the kind of implication this action has; either the nurse’s expertise isn’t useful(uhhh), or the management has so little understanding of the difference in contextual and specific expertise vs. generalized data that they think it can replace it.
Terrifying either way, but welcome to the profit machine.


How could there not be enough water one wonders?


“now you only posted 4 times today Jenny, do you just want to do the minimum?”


G’bye then. We don’t have money to give away to entitled billionaires, we’re trying to run a city an a community and can’t support leeches.


“I got mine.”

A 20-year-old with a Honda. Add the what tail And spinners dude, people will be impressed and love you.


Boeing is another good example of a leader hollowed out.


Who could have forseen this?
The problem is that major companies have unsustainably, and against all easily available wisdom, started to run their companies like Private Equity/VC companies, who aren’t trying to build something of value but just profit from arbitrage or short windows of positive data.


Yeah but think of the levels of patriotism, just off the charts. I said OFF THE CHARTS
Surely the savings will go into better benefits for survivors, more stable plans, better medical care…?
The answer to this question is the actual problem, singlemindedness.
I love coffee and this made me laugh–because there are some who take this stuff way too seriously and try to even gatekeep enjoying coffee or castigate others for not making it as large of a production in their lives. Props to people who try to help others understand the depth in an area though.


“If you don’t want to be countin’ the fingers you haven’t got, or sharing a bed with the Anti-Christ, I want those guns! QUICK!”
Nice example to set for students who they’d surely censure if they used AI in their student work.
Concepts of a plan